"Let's start with a summary of the situation," Shiyu Lianyi opened his notebook.
"First off, does Gongsun Ce think he encountered a girl on the street that only he could see?"
Crouching on the ground, Gongsun Ce clutched the hem of his friend's jacket, answering nervously and rapidly, "Yes! That girl was dressed weirdly, sang beautifully, and clearly thought differently from ordinary people. I could interact with her normally, but none of the passersby noticed her."
Mr. Shiyu looked at him with a tenderness that sent chills down one's spine, like a doctor gazing at a terminally ill patient who is beyond cure.